<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Thu, 31 May 2012 09:30:34 GMT--><rss xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><title>Cathy's Blog</title><link>http://www.hcdo.com/cathys-blog/</link><description>Stories of Encouragement and Support from Survivors</description><lastBuildDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2011 16:39:45 +0000</lastBuildDate><copyright>Copyright 2011, Cathy Hill for HCDO</copyright><language>en-US</language><generator>Squarespace Site Server v5.11.81 (http://www.squarespace.com/)</generator><item><title>The Role of Love</title><dc:creator>Cathy Hill</dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2011 00:59:57 +0000</pubDate><link>http://www.hcdo.com/cathys-blog/2011/8/11/the-role-of-love.html</link><guid isPermaLink="false">407719:11535300:12490226</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>A person means something different to everyone in their lives. They are the same person internally, of course &ndash; they possess the same characteristics or personality traits, the same morals and beliefs &ndash; but they carry a different title and responsibility with each and every person they encounter. A man does not treat his wife the same way as his children, or talk to a co-worker the same way he would speak to a parent. A wife will see him as a lover; a child will think of him as a caregiver; a parent will see him as a precious gift of life.</p>]]></description><wfw:commentRss>http://www.hcdo.com/cathys-blog/rss-comments-entry-12490226.xml</wfw:commentRss></item></channel></rss>
